AVANTIKA

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What if the future you're trying to save… is built on a lie?

Time fractured without warning. Entire cities vanished, people forgotten, and memories rewritten. In the ruins of what was, three strangers awaken with scattered pasts—and only one truth binding them: they were never supposed to meet.

Aeris—worshipped as a savior, hated as a destroyer. Her past is erased, but her face haunts the ruins.
Kael—a fighter shaped by guilt, pursued by reflections of himself he doesn’t recognize.
Dray—the boy with no timeline, stitched from shadows, hunted by a voice only he can hear.

Together, they are pulled into a collapsing realm where time is currency, memories are weapons, and truth is the most dangerous enemy. Every step forward reveals twisted versions of themselves—each more monstrous than the last. Every choice risks unraveling the world further.

But as they inch closer to the heart of the paradox, a chilling revelation awaits:
The greatest betrayal wasn’t by the enemy. It was by one of them.

And in the end, to fix time…
someone must be erased.

Welcome to the edge of reality, where suspense burns through every page, and the only escape… is through the fire.

ashes of tomorrow

The cavern's eerie glow flickered violently as the cloaked stranger stepped forward, his eyes burning like twin embers in the dark. The air grew thick, heavy with the scent of ozone and something darker—ancient malevolence awakened.

Kael tightened his grip on his sword, the blade humming with temporal energy, ready to cut through the shadows themselves. Aeris's hands flared with crackling light, fingers weaving intricate patterns as she summoned her power—raw, fierce, desperate.

Around them, the spectral figures writhed and moaned, their ghostly forms swirling in a chaotic dance of sorrow and rage. The crystal heart pulsed wildly between them, threatening to shatter under the mounting pressure.

The stranger's voice sliced through the tension like a blade. "You think you can mend what was broken? The Rift belongs to chaos now. Order is an illusion."

With a sudden, violent motion, he extended his hand. Shadows erupted from the cavern walls—dark tendrils twisting and writhing like living nightmares. They lunged at Kael and Aeris with relentless fury.

Kael pivoted, slashing through the shadows as if cutting through smoke, each strike releasing bursts of blue light. Aeris moved with grace and precision, her magic weaving barriers of shimmering energy that repelled the dark tendrils.

The ground beneath them cracked and trembled, shards of the Rift's fractured reality spinning upward like a cyclone of shattered memories. Time itself seemed to warp—the cavern stretching and collapsing, moments folding over one another in a dizzying spiral.

Through the chaos, Aeris locked eyes with Kael. "We have to break the crystal's curse—now!"

Kael nodded, determination hardening his features. With a roar, he charged the relic, channeling his sword's energy into the pulsing crystal. Aeris joined him, her light merging with his temporal blade in a dazzling explosion of power.

The crystal shattered—sending a shockwave rippling through the Rift, scattering the shadows like ash on the wind.

But the stranger was not defeated. From the dispersing darkness, he reformed, grinning with sinister satisfaction. "This is only the beginning."

Before they could react, the cavern walls shattered, revealing a vast storm of swirling chaos beyond—rifts tearing open across dimensions, leaking raw energy and unimaginable threats.

Kael and Aeris stood side by side, battered but unbroken, staring into the abyss. The war for the Rift had escalated, and the true enemy was yet to reveal itself.

When shadows rise and chaos reigns, can they hold the line—or will the Rift consume everything they hold dear?

Shadows Unleashed